PRETEND

Let's go fishing!
Let's go flashing!
Where's the bait?
When's the date?
Where's the gate?

Got to get DA
Into my Life!

How to hook 'em, horns?

Constantly hard-on the scent:
hardly sent in equanimity.

Stand erect,
lie limp,
sit and shit.

Slip in slit,
roll out hole,
skit droll.

Drop
your
line
gentlemen:

The best catch is in the d
e
e
p
e
s
t
still place.

Let IT-ALL h out,
a
n
g

as "you" care less!

Flip-flop----Slop!
Flip-flap----Slap!

Oh, how dry "I" AM!
EMPTY!

PRETEND
Words are only for ecstatic,
free use---
less static:
Infinite LOVE!

Pretend = to stretch forth.

Pretend you ARE DA!

Pluck the inevitable
in every table.

Tuck ALL outs----Tuck NO ins!

Stretch fourth, stretch seventh,
but sketch but ONE!

Leaky, sneaky, insidious.
Inside IOU's.
Inside us.
In's idiots.

Lying in weight for---
Tool up, too late.
Tool ate loot.
Tool dies.

Dead stool,
hot poop steams
out the griddle,
What A RIDDLE!

Fiddle part, a gas---
Fiddle fart apart = a part.

Ass hisses wet kisses,
plays second Piddle to
middle fiddle.

We pee, hee-hee,
contrapunctualleee!

Spits hits shits,
drool is cool as it
slithers in dithers.

Quivers, waves of shivers
shoot arrows of
raunchy slugs
across neurons.

Mind vomits in egg-stacy,
thus bears up current
pop sounds like so many
maggots on a
faggots scum queen.

Ears stretch concepts,
in Tympani alley;
screetch and cheech
scratch crotch.

Music is a dirty bum,
lousy with bugs that
keep him hopping, humming,
popping, punning.

Today's dirty old man is
yesterday's golden boy.

Rich, full, even jumpy or
discontinuous quantum leaps
don't knock the
Brain off its perch.

So fishy, soft, ---ishy:
mushy, putrid with
musky lucid phlegm.

Tongue kiss,
pass spittle.

Sound-share is
rare rump roast.

Human in oral,
aural orchid;
or-kid-me-not flower,
flow, or row a
testicle up my nose:
Gesundheit!

WHO KNOWS?
WHO KNOWS.
KNOW WHO!

Cook at 98.6 degrees for
70 years and the
Samadhi is
blissfully succulent!

Suck on "lent"?
LENT you "suck"? NO!
"I" SUCK!!!

In mouth,
eyes,
nose,
ears,
Out black (ass) hole!

Where to?

How ludicrous, lugubrious,
and lubricious are the
lucrative LUBRICANTS!

HERE!

Slip into B.S. with "ME"!
So far, that "CRAZY" is
a tame word for
OUR CONDITION!

BS, BS, BS, BS, BS, BS!

ALL THE WAY
with BS, HEY!
BS?

THAT-IS ------BHAVA SAMADHI!

Yes, even YOU can
Behave as a MAD HI!

Come, you little narc (is us)---
you want to see some
feel-thy peek-tours?

Eh, senior?
Let ME Shock your
Shakti!
Feels good, NO?

Why, THAT-IS ONLY the
appetizer, you
Ape Teaser!

Don't you dare!

Keep your hands to
Your-Self,
YOU JERK-OFF!

Don't you touch me---------------THERE!

We can't go ALL the WAY
until We ARE ONE!
SET UP!!!
In order to be
THROWN DOWN!!!

Hey, sucker, let's go
over here and smoke
some sahaj.

Oops---where'd "You" GO?

Oh no: Lost another
ONE!

It happens ALL the TIME---
keep on missing persons!

So, Mr. "NOBODY-HOME"
keeps on sucking the
elusive fish into his
JONAH-BELLY.

How can the bow-hell
MOVEMENT grow---
the NOBODY hooks NO ONE,
and NO THING is
HAPPENING!

JUST IMAGINE!

How blatantly bland to be
able to sit through the
Vocal Local, as He
seems to be ex-tolling
a state meant, that,
in this very moment,
as we sit HERE:
THIS IS A DREAM!

WHAT HIGH COMEDY!
Here---try some HIGH "C":
guaranteed to
"get YOU off"!
Next stop---BLISS!
A BLISS BUS!

Some people
bus busts to lips,
but butts even
blunt cunts!

Sharp cock
locks with looks,
hooks with hocks.

That's relationship---
ONE big I.O.U.!
In debt up to your hearing,
when ALL you seem to want is:

To be squeezed with soft
warm pussy up to your
belly button, if
you're stuck-up.

To be filled full by a
stiff-dick to your
oh-Very-home in the
range, if
you're sucked-up.

Oh give me alone,
where the buff can
go low, and the skin can
be open ALL night!

NO PLIGHT!
YES LIGHT!

Sight with tight periscope:
focus the locus,
no hocus-pocus!

Ah, but LISTEN,
you dubious "dreck",
"YOU" ARE a wreck!

Can't you see what a
schmuck you are?

Turn A WAY, uncurl,
UN-FURL your FLAG and
IT'S READ:
"WHITE-LIGHT" and
"BLACK & BLUE" EGO
OH GO!!!
FOR EVER!!!

Oh say can you SEE,
by the DA-SPANGLED
LIGHT!

O'er the mirror we FLASHED,
till our trench-coats
were ZAPPED!

And we stood there
ALL COCK and
ZERO CUNT,
as our heads shriveled, squiggled up
to a hoe-row,
hole-pole:
"Hey, wholly, holy hole-pole,
what are you doing?
you're no-thing with-out ME;
let ME be some-thing
with-in YOU!"

SO IT GOES!
or
HERE IT COMES!
LAZY WISDOM!

BEAT over HEAD;
BLEAT, over, DEAD.

You are no good----
You are "know" bad.

IT-IS-ALL ONE
REVIVAL MEETING!

AND HOW NOW ALL
these CLOWN COWS
chew their CUD!!!

NO KUDDING!!!

posted by James at 11:39 AM
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